one branch, some leaves
still green, connected
one trunk, some roots
unseen, inspected
by me, one day
still young, and aching
for answers, to questions
one moment, then nothing
why is there symmetry?
my eyes make it so
why is there hurry?
with no where to go
why not be nameless?
can there be formless?
sand grains all different
no snowflakes repeat
rain drops the same
each circle complete
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
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You get more from your surroundings than anyone else I know Jack. Then you lay them out in great poetic fashion for others to enjoy. Thank you for that. But then, I don't like poems...
Beautiful, Jack. It's all symmetry, all a circle. Whatever we feel has been felt before, but you show the individuality of that one branch. It is lovely.
TomC said, "I know Jack."
I know you know me,
but don't rub it in,
or I'll write a poem about you.
Julie said, Beautiful Jack.
Did you read that TomC.
She didn't beat around the bush,
just went to the heart of the matter
and called me beautiful.
Hi Jack,
The structure of the first stanza works very nicely, capturing a child looking at the parts, and then the whole, making sense of what they see; and where there is no sense, forming the questions in the second stanza. Whether you meant for this meaning, or not, we are each one branch, yet part of the tree. And now, for the truth of the matter- yes, you are beautiful (well, your poems are beautiful). And I miss your comments.
Annie, thanks.
Now: You miss my comments?
My comments on your blog?
Or, my comments on the comments left on this blog?
Or are you referring to the fact that occasionally I remove comment entirely from this blog?
Often I don't say anything after a comment.
I post poems and leave readers to comment .
Now I am thinking to leave this page alone for a while, as the poems on this page are okay for a while.
In fact, I was thinking of posting new poems in the comments section, so that the entire page stays the same for a while.
I say that, yet know it is not true, as I am readying a poem to post in the regular fashion.
Thanks again for the comment.
Annie, in further response:
This poem may be seen as a child’s view.
My intent, as I wrote this was from vaguely within a central branch of metaphysics - ontology: investigation from my point of view into things in the world in relationship to other things.
Hi Jack,
Thanks for sharing your perspective on how you came to write the poem. It's comments on my blog, I miss, but then you never do comment all that often. When you do, it is a plus. I'm glad when you do follow-up comments here, and whenever you post a poem. Now, how is that for a compliment?
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